Saturday, February 5, 2011

Hello my long lost bloggy friends (wait...I guess I was the one who was lost ;)

I had become a blog reader...but not a blog writer for quite a while.

Life is good. I am now working full-time and am trying to come up with a balance with all of my activities.

I am not complaining! That is for certain. I see so many of my friends and family who are struggling to make ends meet.

Thankful that I am working as well as Firehubby. Not taking it for granted!

The kiddos are pretty good.

We have been running them around to their many activities. I am so happy to put the miles on the car in order to keep them focused on a positive path! They are 12 and 13, coming into those vulnerable years.

Firehubby had his blog taken over by some drug ad... here is his new blog "The Damage is Done":

There were many tear, hugs, and much love that swept over the medical center grounds.

The service was lovely. Our honorary family spoke of their daughter with Trisomy 18, whom we supported through our palliative care program. They shared of the precious 34 hours they held and loved on her. There was not a dry eye in the auditorium.

It was a privilege to validate the lives of the many babies represented through "the reading of the names".

As the group walked around the medical center moods brightened and many stayed to share memories of their babies and enjoy refreshments.

I was touched to see that so many parents had huge walking teams who came to support them.

A Walk to Remember gives bereaved parents a chance to talk of their babies each year with family and friends.

When a baby dies, many people do not see the loss as significant.

"Well, at least you didn't know her."

"You can have another one."

From the moment a couple finds out they are pregnant, they are parents.

No matter how many weeks or months the baby was in the womb or days the baby lived, they were and always will be the mother and father of a baby who will always be precious to them.

This month, National Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness, reach out to those you know have lost their baby.

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I'm a Professional Nurse

1. I take HIPPAA seriously. I fiercely guard my patient's privacy.

2. This is NOT your birth story, nor your mom's, definitely not your grandma's, not your sister's, or your next door neighbor's. (Nope, not octomom's either)3. Do not take anything I write here as advice. If you call me @ home with a medical problem you will here the tap tap of my keyboard...yep, I'm Googling your medical question! ")